Qin Ruan felt a bit better after resting for a while.
Noticing something abnormal in Li Zilan's voice, she straightened up and looked at her.
Li Zilan stood right in front of her, and Qin Ruan could sense an overwhelmingly strong presence of the Blood Evil Spirit.
Her brows furrowed deeply, she asked in a stern voice, "Where are Su Wang and Shen Ran?"
Li Zilan's face was a mask of terror. "Something happened to them upstairs, you need to stay away from here!"
She reached out to push Qin Ruan away, wanting her to get far away from here.
Before her hand could even touch Ruan, her wrist was gripped firmly by Huo Qiang.
His eyes, cold as ice, glared at Li, his voice icy as he said, "No need for any physical contact, just say what you have to."
Li Zilan's wrist ached severely, the light in her eyes disintegrated, incapable of focusing — a sure sign of severe fright.
Qin Ruan freed Li Zilan's wrist from Huo Qiang's grip.